dark moving thing

dark moving thing, object of me
shrinking and stretching
you beat out time
following me through days of sunshine
where morning eats away at you
and draws you near at noon
before your blackness waxes east
and disappears into night
where I sometimes take you out
in puppets that silhouette stories
moving dark against the wall

without light to give you notice
you’d not be anything at all

Brenda Warren 2012

NaPoWriMo 7

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6 thoughts on “dark moving thing

  1. You wrote this before me, Brenda, but it seems our thoughts are moving on a contemplation of light and dark. Now I’m thinking of Frank Sinatra’s “Me and my shadow”.

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  2. I love it!!!! It has a slightly ominous feel, delightfully foreboding and gloomy!!!
    “morning eats away at you
    and draws you near at noon
    before your blackness waxes east
    and disappears into night”
    Brilliant writing. One of my favorites!

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